YanYee
27 May 2011 @ 01:57 pm
Drop by my good 'ol livejournal today. Now very, very active over at Tumblr. Clickety-click! Will probably drop by once in a while for old time's sake.

Off! :')


[mood| cold.]
[music| "Replay (Japanese Version" SHINee.]
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YanYee
08 February 2011 @ 04:46 pm
El-jaying not out of boredom. Being so busy yet I just couldn't help it. At ELAB but got distracted, with stuff, as per usual. Tee-hee-yay? D: Phail me. *slumps*

Remember Friendster? Who doesn't. Before MSN and Skype there was ICQ and mIRC. Heck I still remember my ICQ UIN; #111302626. It was there when I had my first virtual affair with a thirty year old dude, whom I don't know his whereabouts for now. Hah. And KidPub was one of the best hangouts for the 7 year old me. The website still exists! Google it. :D

So how awesome was Friendster then? We could grab photos from friends. Blinkie art. LMAO. Embedded Youtube videos. Autoplay music that would blast out from the speakers whenever you refresh one's profile. Never got into the Myspace bandwagon, but Friendster was more than enough for me. And, they had blurry photos like this. Memories. ♥.



IMY, Friendster. ;)

Siew Ling's status on FB reminded me of how much I adore Maria Mena. Such an inspirational figure. MY idol. :') That could be the reason why her lyrics are so relatable. Hits right back at myself; all the time.

SS3; yay or nay? Mom would be around by then, and the tickets cost a bomb. Decisions, decisions, decisions.

[mood| ah.]
[music| and the random sounds.]
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YanYee
04 February 2011 @ 09:40 pm
Tring to steer self away from the ON-line world for a week; but for the past 5 days or so, I have been doing, absolutely, nothing. Other than literally fighting with mummy trying to beat her score in Zuma Blitz. And Tap-Taping my way to Level Fifty. To sum up the very, very unproductive week. Screwed woo.

When I get back I shall wear my nerdy, thinking cap and be a nerd rat, again. Hopefully.

I don't know if I should Tumblr more; or el-jay more. I'm torn apart. :) I love both just as much.

Woo. Unfinished revision. I-iz-proud-of-meeself.



Have been spamming Damien Rice a lot today. Makes me, think. Oh, and on a sidenote, the printer at home is crazy. The noise seriously, drives me nuts. Now I know why I traded this crap with the current one at Vista. /unecessary; bratty rant.

And now I shall run back to doing, absolutely nothing.


Stones taught me to fly;
Love taught me to lie;
Life taught me to die;
So it's not hard to fall;
When you float like a cannonball.


[mood| teevee-and-stoning.]
[music| "Cannonball" Damien Rice.]
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YanYee
02 February 2011 @ 02:33 pm
Summing up the week, in pictures.



Shortest meetup, evah. With Darmah and Fatimah.




Pavillion again; with friends. Just before the holidays.




Saratha and Fatimah! I miss you girls trying to squash-wuash meeeee till I become as flat as a chapati. :)




Sharon. (:




Us four, once again. Yogginy we miss ya.




All of Us.


Reunion dins dins tonight will be very different. Eating out for a change, but one thing's for sure, the little old tossing yeesang at a Japanese restaurant tradition" remains. Hee. :)

I wish there is a gaze//nerd button in me right now. So I can switch it on and will never turn it off.


I'm just one of those ghosts;
Traveling endlessly;
Don't need no roads;
In fact they follow me.


[mood| verythe-freakin unproductive.]
[music| "Misguided Ghosts" Paramore.]
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YanYee
30 January 2011 @ 12:19 pm

I can relate so much to Pink's Fucking Perfect. Years of fighting the demons inside me, and I will not give up. Relapses, but I will stand up, stronger, than ever. I can only hope. :)

I always have doubts towards two things; love, and friendship. These two are like a temporary phase, and they are as fragile as a piece of glass. Shatter once mishandled, broken in mere seconds. I can never sound philosophical, but I shudder at the thought of losing friends, losing the people I love. Some ditch the old friends for new ones, when they realise where they truly belong, friends turn into lovers; and vice versa. Everything's just a fine thin line between each other. Being forgotten, being left alone. Neglected. Finding each other. Enjoying each other's company.

One thing's for sure, family stays with you, through thick and thin. I am happy to be home in months, and I will treasure every moment with my family, even if it's just staying at home, chilling out while watching locally-produced Chinese New Year Music Videos. Heh. Those are some priceless moments that can never be exchanged. With anything. At all. This is my kind of LOVE.

And mummy's food as well. LOVE #2.

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYBODY. (:


you're always bound to fall;
there's nothin you can do;
the weight of gravity begins;
to pull you down again.

Matthew Perryman Jones - Out of Reach.


[mood| thinking.]
[music| "Out of Reach" Matthew Perryman Jones.]